Sarah
Exasperated with Philip, I asked him to leave the room. Once alone, I tried to calm myself, still frustrated by his behavior. That annoying and utter jerk! Tss!
Exhaustion took over, replacing my anger. I quickly cleaned up and took a brief bath. Finally, I collapsed onto the bed, letting sleep take over and wash away the night's turmoil.
Sunlight filtered through the curtains as I stirred the next morning.
Reading my unread messages, I found messages from Amir and, unexpectedly, my father—the illustrious Chairman Benner. As I made my way downstairs, I chose to address Amir's message first.
Amir: Margarette might have questioned why you're not flaunting your social status. After living in Benner’s mansion for years, people might even mistake Lila for Dad’s daughter. They had t
